Sorry, I probably got a lot of things wrong. I just couldn't bring myself to watch the episode again to see if I was right or wrong. I'm sorry.~Mermaid12108
The Lost One
I grinned triumphantly as the arrow struck the enemy. I turned around to—I don't know what for. All thought fled my mind when the searing hot pain flared through every nerve in my body. I gasped, stumbling and then falling. I excepted to fall to the cold, hard concrete that was splattered with blood—most likely some of mine—but I knew I wouldn't when a scream cut through the air that sliced my heart. "ALISON!" I shut my eyes as I landed into a warm embrace that I would know anywhere. And right then, in that moment, I gave up denying it. I'd tried. But there was no truth except that I loved Scott Mcall. He was my first love, and my only one I'd ever love. He was my world. When my Mom had died, and I wanted to die myself, the thing that I had hung onto was him, and how much he loved me. Of how, despite my efforts to make him let go, he never stopped. Neither did I. That's the thing about soul mates: they're meant to be. And they will be, one way or another. Fate will get its way. Maybe I'd killed to much; I was an Argent, after all. Maybe fate was punishing me for denying it. I'd never know. Because no matter how much I wanted to pretend...I wasn't going to get out of this alive. I was suddenly glad I'd told my dad I loved him. It was that last thing I'd ever say to him again. "It's okay." I said, my voice cracking at the end because of the choking tears trying to fight their way free. I started to feel numb at the edges and then I knew; this was it, the end of my life. I didn't let myself think of how many people it would destroy. Holding on to a last burst of courage, I looked Scott in the eyes and told him what went through my head everyday. "You are my first love, my only love, the only one that will ever hold my heart. I. Love. You." It broke my heart when he said in a broken voice, "I can't take away your pain." I smiled. "That's because it doesn't hurt." I love you. I thought. My hand slipped from his cheek to fall to the ground. I didn't feel it. I didn't feel anything. Everything took on a soft, blurred out tone to it, until it just kind if faded away. I could no longer feel the strong, warm arms around me, but there was another face. I almost wept with relief. And then I realized— I WAS crying. "Mom?" I asked. My mom smiled, and then I felt her hand against my cheek.
"Where's Aunt Kate?" I asked, looking around.
"Oh, honey you don't even know the small of it."